Lyrics of Ingen Steder - Pede B

Ingen Steder (original)

For andre er det to personer i en grim sofa
Pizzarester i pizzabakker, cigaretter og flad cola
For andre er det bare en søndagskliche
Forudsigelig som børne-tv, men vi lukker bare ørerne for det
Men for mig lige nu, var det den vej vi sku'
For at sæt punktum for en skrækkelig uge
Set et par kameler, der var seje at slug'
Mennesker ville find mig og slå mig itu
Rummet og den sofa jeg sidder i
Er for mig lige nu en bid af himmerrige
Specielt fordi den lille pige
Ved siden af var ved at gør det hele forbi
Den slags tanker kan spænde lidt ben
Og ulykker, de kommer sjældent alen'
En baner vej for det næste problem
Jeg er glad for jeg netop ikke endte alen'
Vi så langt væk, man kan kom' fra villa, vovse, Volvo
Og Netflix virker ikke, for der er minus på min konto
Men hvis byen eksploderer, før aftenen den er slut
Var jeg glad for at jeg endte her.
Mit allersidste minut
Selvom det er elendigt vejr, og folk de siger at enden er nær
Det ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil være.
Ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil
være
Mit mund er som et askebæger, mit tøj ligner noget fra glemte sager
Det ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil være.
Ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil
være
For andre er det bare endnu en regnvejsdag
Hvor triste skyer med vilde byger hidsigt fyrer frem og tilbage
En, to trætte skygger føler sig gamle som amagerhylder
Brug for en smule hvile, der kan afløse mit tankemylder
Min ven er smuttet, og jeg håber på
Han kan holde sig op og ikk gå i stå
Kunne ikke blive i KBH
Om han kommer hjem igen det er så som så
Skal nok gå, han er en hærdet typ'
Ville være sindssygt, hvis han lært' at lyt'
Tingene de er, som de er, skidt pyt
Lige nu ville jeg i hvert fald ikk' bytt'
Nogen ville sige, at vi to er en dårlig combo
Men så har de nok aldrig prøvet at blande gin med cocio
Så hvis byen eksploderer, før aftenen den er slut
Var jeg glad for at jeg endte her.
Mit allersidste minut

(translation)

For others, there are two people in an ugly sofa
Pizza leftovers in pizza trays, cigarettes and flat cola
For others, it's just a Sunday cliché
Predictable as a children's TV, but we're just closing our ears to it
But for me right now, that was the way we should '
To put an end to a horrible week
Seen a couple of camels that were cool to swallow '
People would find me and break me
The room and the sofa I'm sitting in
Is for me right now a bit of heavenly
Especially because the little girl
Next door was about to make it all over
Those kinds of thoughts can strain a little leg
And accidents, they rarely come alone '
Paves the way for the next problem
I'm glad I just did not end up alone '
We saw as far away as you can get 'from villa, doggie, Volvo
And Netflix does not work, because there is a minus in my account
But if the city explodes before the evening it's over
I was glad I ended up here.
My very last minute
Even though it's miserable weather and people they say the end is near
It's not anywhere I want to be either.
Not anywhere I want to either
be
My mouth is like an ashtray, my clothes look like something from forgotten things
It's not anywhere I want to be either.
Not anywhere I want to either
be
For others, it's just another rainy day
Where sad clouds with wild showers furiously fire back and forth
One, two tired shadows feel old as amager shelves
Need a little rest that can relieve my thoughts
My friend has slipped and I hope so
He can hold up and not stop
Could not stay in KBH
If he comes home again it's so-so
Should probably go, he is a hardened type '
Would be insane if he learned 'to listen'
The things they are, as they are, shit pyt
Right now at least I did not want to 'swap'
Someone would say that the two of us are a bad combo
But then they have probably never tried to mix gin with cocio
So if the city explodes before the evening it's over
I was glad I ended up here.
My very last minute